User blog comment:Nikolai Banks/Gangs, Tribes And Clans Of Redwall/@comment-1298206-20110515235648

''One of the vermin, a fat rat, smiles smugly as he watches his companions. He leans against a tree. Two paws reach out silently and twists the rat's neck. The dead rat falls to the ground''

Armin blinks sleep from his eyes and picks up his yari

Lady Luck uncoils her whip

Cutthroat slowly draws his twin blades

Crimson notches an arrow to his bowstring quietly

''The vermin hear the rat's body thud to the ground. They spin around with weapons drawn, looking for the killer of their companion. Suddenly, a female ferret screams. By the time they have turned around to see what happened, a stoat falls to the ground a throwing knife in his chest. The vermin see that the attacker is a stoat wearing a cloak made of leaves''